A Blank Slate Regression for the Idol That Lost His Original Mindset - Chapter 116
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A Regression Guide for Idols Who Lost Their Initial Intentions Episode 116
-As expected lol Altair is still on another level
-Honestly, it’s all about being the first mover lol If Altair had made their comeback first, there wouldn’t even be a rivalry and they probably would’ve been overshadowed ㅜ
-I don’t know about other things but now I understand why Aquila got so pissed during that recording manipulation incident and beat up 2E lol
└First it was KICKS and now it’s Rev? lol
-Why do they keep comparing our KJ with their leader? Honestly they’re not even on the same level, it’s annoying
└What are you talking about, your KJ does collaborative work while our 2E works alone, how is that the same level
└Didn’t Eden also work alone though?
└Idiots who can’t tell the difference between arrangement and collaboration shouldn’t be fans, go away
-It was like divine luck that Rev comeback first, if Rev had been the follow-up, imagine how much they would’ve been beaten for overlapping concepts
-Just because the idol you stan is my idol’s senior doesn’t mean you and your idol are my seniors, Aquila fans wake up~
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Inside the car returning from the radio panel schedule, I completed the weekly Quest search Quest and shifted my gaze to the window.
‘So Rev isn’t quite at the grand prize level yet.’
I fell into thought while looking at the cars speeding by on the road and Seoul’s night view.
Rev was an idol group that had just passed their first year since debut, now slowly shedding their rookie image. And that from a mid-sized agency, not even a major one.
And considering that around this time in the pre-regression timeline, Rev was in such a failed state that they couldn’t even get music show schedules, growing to their current position was already an incredible achievement.
If the pre-regression me had seen this, I probably would’ve been rolling around on the floor clutching my stomach in pain.
Week 3, we gave up the 1st place spot to Altair just like that.
I thought this must be how KICKS felt when they went head-to-head with us.
Suddenly I felt a bit better. Those guys had experienced this same shitty feeling too, hadn’t they.
Week 4 was also undeniably a loss to Altair, even if we weren’t completely pushed out, and while I was feeling troubled about these results.
The incident happened in the last week of promotions.
“Doby Hyung!”
“Dobin! What’s wrong? Are you okay?”
Kim Dobin, who was doing his part in the practice room, suddenly sat down with a scream and grabbed his ankle.
“Ugh… I think I properly sprained it…”
“Are you okay? Can you stand up?”
Kim Dobin was supported by Manager Hyung who rushed over immediately and headed to the hospital.
Everyone waited anxiously, and when Kim Dobin returned to the dormitory wearing a protective brace, we all rushed to him with questions.
“What did the hospital say? It’s not a broken bone, right?”
“It’s not a ligament tear, they said the ligament was shocked. So I don’t need a cast but I have to wear this brace for a few days…”
Kim Dobin is the center for this comeback. And we have four music shows scheduled for this week.
“There’s no choice. Let’s take turns doing Kim Dobin’s parts.”
Seo Yehyeon’s face turned pale, probably thinking of that insanely difficult choreography. I grabbed Seo Yehyeon’s shoulder with a serious expression.
“Hyung, we’ll go with a modified version of the choreography so don’t worry. Do you think I’d let you flail around on stage?”
I knew well that Kim Dobin’s high-difficulty choreography would be truly too much for Seo Yehyeon, whose dance level had just entered somewhere between C+ and B-.
No matter how much his skills had improved, Kim Dobin’s solo dance part wasn’t something that could be done with just a few days of practice. At best it would just be flailing.
Seo Yehyeon made a very subtle expression at those words and tilted his head.
“I don’t know whether I should be grateful for this. Or whether I should feel shitty.”
“Hyung, go with whatever your heart tells you.”
At my response, Seo Yehyeon still maintained that subtle expression and played the choreography video. After watching Kim Dobin’s solo part for a while, Seo Yehyeon nodded.
“I’ll be grateful.”
Since we had the choreography video, there was no need for Kim Dobin to drag his injured leg around to teach us.
Instead, he sat leaning against the mirror, watching our choreography practice and pointing out the wrong parts.
“Wow, the difficulty is really incredible.”
Ryu Jaehee, who as always learned the choreography first, plopped down on the practice room floor and wiped his flowing sweat.
“Eden Hyung, in the ‘seems catchable but can’t be caught~’ part, your feet need to go one beat faster.”
I nodded at Kim Dobin’s point and played the music again. Gyeon Hajun and I also learned the choreography, and as always, Seo Yehyeon was left last.
Watching Seo Yehyeon perform his customized choreography with lowered difficulty quite decently, I muttered.
“To think that’s the result achieved in just one day. I really feel like crying when I think of the old days.”
“Your eyes are way too dry for that though.”
“Now to see Eden Hyung’s tears part 2, we need to win a grand prize.”
“I’m telling you for the tenth time, Hyung didn’t cry back then.”
Grumbling, I turned off the song that was playing on repeat again. It was time to decide the order for who would take center at the music shows.
“Yehyeon Hyung will be center for Inkigayo. We need to get more voting points with Hyung’s face at least.”
“And we’ll have time to practice until Sunday too!”
Kim Dobin was fortunately still bright despite his injury.
We successfully learned the choreography and completed what was disguised as a last week finale celebration but was really filling Kim Dobin’s empty spot.
Fortunately, the fans’ reaction was quite good.
And we finished our first full album promotions by winning 1st place on Inkigayo where Seo Yehyeon was center.
Was this really Seo Yehyeon’s face buff, or just coincidence.
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Rev’s 1st full album [CHASE] promotions ended.
The October monthly chart 1st place was taken by Altair’s , not Rev’s .
The Underground Network Hyungs called me out, supposedly to comfort me after being beaten by idols.
I protested that I’m also an idol, but all I got back was the shitty response of ‘Oh, then an idol beaten by idols.’
Would idols lose to pansori masters instead of other idols?
Because there was a celebrity present, the meeting place was a BBQ restaurant instead of our usual bar.
“Seonga, hurry up and comfort Yoon Eden.”
“Right, man! At times like this, a girlfriend should be right there to soothe him!”
At their giggling, teasing words, Juseong Hyung scrunched up his face and yelled.
“Did you get shot in the head? Why am I Yoon Eden’s girlfriend!”
“Ah, I also hate the idea of Hyung being my girlfriend!”
I also got fired up at his excessive disgust. Hey, who should be feeling bad right now…!
The scandal rumor between me and Juseong Hyung was suppressed so quickly you wouldn’t even know it existed, but among the Underground Hyungs it was still vividly alive as drinking snack material.
“Why, did you two get couple rings, pfft, puhahahaha!”
“Hey, these guys came wearing the same rings again!”
At the sudden burst of laughter, Juseong Hyung and I glanced down at each other’s hands and yelled at each other.
“Hey, take off that ring right now!”
“Ah, Hyung should take it off! Why are you telling me!”
“Don’t buy ones that overlap with my design anymore.”
“Hyung should send photos before buying too. What can we do when both of us have similar tastes.”
Grumbling, I took off the ring and put it in my pocket.
These hyungs definitely didn’t gather to comfort me, but to make me angry so I’d forget the shock of defeat.
While listening to him pat my shoulder and talk about how DTB spectacularly failed this season too, I tilted my drink glass, receiving comfort from a hyung who got eliminated in the first round of preliminaries even in that failed season.
From my experiments, I found that the system’s acceptable alcohol limit was one bottle of soju.
Considering my actual drinking capacity was four bottles of soju, I figured I should probably petition to increase it to at least three bottles.
If I keep submitting inquiries persistently, they’ll probably update it again on their own.
“So now I’m wondering whether to go for season 3 next year or not.”
“Are they even doing season 3? Seasons 1 and 2 were complete disasters.”
“Hey, it wasn’t a complete disaster. Compared to the previous survival shows, it did better.”
“That’s fucking trash of trash.”
Before I knew it, the topic had shifted to DTB.
“Hey, Eden, what do you think? Does season 3 look promising?”
At the question directed at me, I gently swirled the soju glass in my hand, then looked straight into Yongcheol hyung’s eyes and said firmly.
“Go for season 3, hyung.”
The future where my cherished younger brother would struggle with inferiority, self-loathing, and frustration, then stupidly fail to distinguish between manipulation and truth and cut ties with his hyung, would disappear.
Because I definitely want to protect this one future that will pave a bright path ahead for hyung.
While the hyungs jokingly threatened that they’d blame me if it failed, I chuckled and told them to blame me all they wanted, then sneakily exceeded the system’s alcohol limit and downed my glass.
The system, which would normally rush in like lightning to reduce my initial intention points, was unusually quiet. I smirked and finished swallowing the soju down my throat.
Now I’m even getting comfort from the system – honestly.
“Hey, make sure you win next time! It’s embarrassing.”
“So that was your true feelings! Do the hyungs find me embarrassing? Huh?”
After the drinking session ended, I arrived at the dormitory quite drunk and headed to the veranda to sober up a bit.
I sat on the veranda floor, leaned my back against the door, and stared blankly up at the night sky.
Ryu Jaehee sat down next to me with a thud, offering me a toffee nut latte with water droplets beaded on the surface of the takeout cup.
“I didn’t know when hyung would come back, so I put it in the refrigerator. So the ice might have melted a bit and made it watery.”
“Why did you buy something expensive? You should have just gotten a cheap americano.”
“They said this one tastes the best. The cafe owner recommended it.”
Ryu Jaehee pouted in response to my light scolding.
I took a sip through the straw and gave my honest impression.
“It’s too sweet.”
“Huh? When I tried a sip earlier, it wasn’t that sweet.”
“Dude, you’re giving me something you already took a sip of?”
“I just tasted it.”
What a thing to say. I chuckled and put the straw back in my mouth.
“You said it was sweet.”
“Just because it’s sweet doesn’t mean I’d throw away something you bought with good intentions.”
When the meaningless conversation ended, a quiet silence followed, just like when I had comforted Ryu Jaehee. This time, it was Ryu Jaehee who broke the silence first.
“We lost.”
“…Yeah.”
“But to my ears, our song is still the best.”
“I think so too.”
I replied while finishing the rest of the drink.
“I had the desire to become famous, but I didn’t really have the desire to be recognized for my music. Coming here was also kind of a ‘whatever happens, happens’ attitude…”
Ryu Jaehee muttered with a bitter smile. Right, since he had no musical ambition, he would have been satisfied with those terrible songs from before the regression and lived happily just loving his fans.
“But thanks to hyung, I developed that desire.”
His sparkling eyes looked straight at me.
I read the name of the emotion flickering there. It was definitely passion.
“I want to reach the top with our songs that hyung created. Your songs are my favorite, hyung.”
At those sincere words, I chuckled and roughly ruffled Ryu Jaehee’s hair.
“I’ll make it happen.”
That was my goal too, after all. So-
“How could I not make that one thing happen?”
At my confident words, Ryu Jaehee patted my back gently, saying “That’s Eden hyung for you.”
It was much better comfort than a hundred trivial words.
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